Weekends

Hi everyone,

 

I remember when weekends loomed in front of me like never ending stretches of silence and isolation. I dreaded the weekend that many looked forward to.  My brain didn't get a weekend from the pain of stroke.  

I like people, I like company, I like conversation, I like listening to interesting talks and am still very keen to learn about many different things.  Having that all taken away was one of the hideous griefs that my stroke initially left me with.

This weekend I have spent both afternoons taking part in historical walks around Bathurst.

I met up with Phil, one of our group members from our stroke support group The Determinators. Such a great couple of events.

 

Do others find that stretches of isolation hurt  and what do people do about it?

 

Sue